versus

"The King" Sam King

MWF TV Title Japanese Death Match

Referee: Charles Galliant

JP: This match is almost ready to start.

Sully: Just look at that ring, it looks like a deathtrap!

JP: That is the point Sully, it is a Japanese "Death" Match after all!

Sully: Silly me.

[The camera focuses on the ring, it slowly pans around to show the barbed wire ropes, the C4 explosives strapped to the turnbuckles, the various weapons laying on the outside...the weapons consist of solid pieces of metal, steel chairs, lead pipes, barbed wire boards, thumbtacks....a 2x3 glistens in the arena lights. The Iowa crowd are pumped up and are making a lot of noise as the lights slowly darken and Peter Santos is highlighted in a spotlight inside the ring. He cautiously makes his way to the centre of the ring.]

JP: Good old Peter, he never shys away from danger.

Sully: Tell you one thing...I wouldn't like to be in the ring right now!

Peter Santos: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, tonight is the night that the MWF reaches twenty Monday Night Dynamite shows. We here at the MWF would like to thank you for making us reach this landmark for us, and we hope that there will be many more shows to follow!

[The crowd give a round of applause and an 'MWF!' chant breaks out, Santos raises his hand for silence.]

Peter Santos: To mark this special occasion then we have a very special match....a match which many believe to be among the most brutal ever to take place, and tonight will be no exception. The MWF welcomes you to the Main Event of Monday Night Dynamite! The first ever Japanese Death Match....between the MWF TV Champion, Wildfire....

[Santos can't continue as the crowd break out in boo's and jeers as "The Beautiful People" by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system and Wildfire strides down the entrance ramp...blue lights flicker on the the entrance ramp as the MWF TV Champion with his title on his shoulder climbs into the ring. He takes the mike from Peter Santos' hand and walks over to the ropes and shouts something at a few jeering fans, he turns back to the centre of the ring.]

Wildfire: Shut the fuck up!

[Crowd respond with a "Shut The Fuck Up!" chant.]

Wildfire: Fine, I'll just have to scream over you. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen I would like the pleasure of introducing to you...my opponent, I feel it is a great honour to actually stand in the ring and be able to welcome the very man I am going to beat tonight. The very man who has haunted me these past few weeks and the very man who seems to never leave my head. Would you all please welcome, the MWF's former Xtreme Champion and current MWF Tag Team Champion, from Victoria, Texas, Sam the Weakling!

JP: Sam the Weakling?

Sully: Haha!

JP: He can't say that...

Sully: He sure as hell can!

[The MWF crowd come alive as "Not Enough" by Our Lady Peace hits the PA system and their hero "The Dramatist" Sam King walks out onto the entrance way. Around his waist is one half of the MWF Tag Team Champion, he is wearing a yellow vest with "King" embroided on it, he taunts to the crowd as he walks down the entrance ramp...high fiving the fans.]

JP: Sam King looks ready for a fight tonight.

Sully: Well JP I think that is exactly what he is going to get!

JP: Wildfire is a tough one to beat, but Sam King has the chance to make history and I don't think he is going to want to let it slip past him tonight.

Sully: Wildfire is the longest ever holder of the MWF TV Title and he isn't going to want to let that slip.

JP: It could get very interesting!

Sully: "The King" is going to be have to do much better than he did a few weeks back in that steel cage match.

JP: That was the first time these two men met....and what a showdown it was. We showed you clips earlier in the program of that match.

Sully: Tonight is going to be a different story...this won't be wrestling, this will be war!

[Peter Santos has vacated the ring. Sam King climbs through the middle ropes. Charles Galliant the match referee stands inbetween the two men. Wildfire takes his MWF TV Title and hands it to Galliant. Sam King takes his MWF Tag Team Championship and places it in Charles Galliant's outstretched hand.]

JP: You could cut the tension with a knife!

[A strange silence seems to fill the arena in Iowa City, the crowd seeming almost overroared by the whole event....men, women and children seemed scared of what is about to happen.]

Sully: The ambulance is ready, the night is young, and two young men are ready to do battle.

[The two men's titles are now removed from the ring, they circle around the ring, checking their surroundings...King pricks his finger on the barbed wire ropes and the blood dribbles down along his finger and spreads along one of the lines in his hand. He wipes the blood across his chest and then points at Wildfire. Wildfire points back, almost mocking King.]

JP: The titles are removed from the ring, and now these two men are quite literally Sam King and Wildfire, nothing more and nothing less.

Sully: I think when the first blow is struck, this place is going to go up like a lighter when it is first struck....

[King turns away from Wildfire and raises his arms to the crowd as they leap to their feet and acknowledge "The King", King turns back to Wildfire and points to the fans and mouths something to Wildfire. Wildfire spits in disgust.]

JP: Wildfire sure didn't look too happy about whatever "The King" just said.

[The crowd are now all on their feet, a clap resounding around the arena, filling every chasm of the Iowa City Arena...Sam King looks up at the MWF banner and crosses himself, Wildfire just spits again and raises his fists to Sam King. Sam King takes a step forward and the two men are now two paces from each other. King raises his fists and can be seen to be breathing in and out deeply. The face of Wildfire is one of concentration, the face of King is one of excitement....both men are breathing hard as they slowly edge towards each other.]

Sully: This is what they've been waiting for....this is it!

JP: Like you said Sully, like a lighter this crowd will go up in flames!

[One pace is all that seperates these two men, two great champions from each other. A slight flash crosses the eyes of Wildfire, Sam King's eyes wide, soaking in everything that is around him, the blood from the scratch on his finger is dripping on the mat of the ring. Finally the two men take the last step and they are now face to face. Nose to nose the two men look into one another's eyes....feet almost touching as the two men take a good long look into the face of the man who could shatter their dreams.]

Sully: This is so tense!

JP: What an atmosphere, the fans are soaking in every last second of this.

[Neither man says anything, they just both take a step backwards....and the crowd go up in a tremendous roar as Sam King hits the first right hand, it smashes into the left cheek of Wildfire, sending the MWF TV Champion reeling backwards. Sam King tilts his head back and lets off a roar of delight as he grabs Wildfire and goes to throw him into the barbed wire ropes, he grabs the arm and looks to slingshot Wildfire but Wildfire won't budge and he brings his knee into the groin of Sam King. King lets off a scream of fear as Wildfire grabs him by the head and forces him to the ropes.]

Sully: That's it! Wildfire is taking the initivative early in this match.

JP: Oh dear God!

[Wildfire forces the head of Sam King onto the top of the ropes....King's head is laid on the barbed wire....and Wildfire slams his arm down so that King's head is forced onto the barbed wire! The crowd scream as Wildfire brings his arm down again and the process is repeated...Wildfire lets go and King falls to the mat, blood dripping from the side of his head, matting his hair with a deep red colour. Wildfire laughs and slides from the ring, he catches his back as he slides but doesn't flinch as his skin is ripped slightly and blood dribbles from his back.]

Sully: There is more blood than an entire twenty episodes of Dynamite and we've only had around twenty seconds!

JP: It feels like a lifetime this match has been going, but I am already wishing it would stop, someone is going to get badly hurt tonight.

Sully: They could even die!

JP: I hope it isn't Sam King!

[King gets to his feet, Wildfire is on the outside, picking through an assortment of pieces of metal. Sam King runs over to the turnbuckle, he climbs slowly up, being sure not to set the C4 off. The crowd roar as King steadies himself ontop of the turnbuckle....and he roars to the crowd as he launches himself off it...he leaps off and his body crashes into Wildfire, sending Wildfire hurtling back into the guardrail. The crowd roar as Wildfire's back smears the guardrail with blood, King rolls over and gets back to his feet and straight away grabs a piece of metal, about the same size as a baking tray. He walks over to where Wildfire is slumped against the guardrail.]

Sully: Someone take that piece of metal off Sam King right now!

JP: Why the hell would they want to do that?

Sully: I thought you didn't really like pointless violence...?

JP: There is a point to this!

[Wildfire's head is facing down, and King lifts the piece of metal up and brings it crashing down onto the top of Wildfire's skull. There is a large crack as it connects and Wildfire's head drops forward and the MWF's TV Champion is collapses on the concrete. King drops the metal and looks to the nearby fans and nods as they cheer his name.]

JP: I think Sam King is going to make history here tonight, he is all over Wildfire like a bad rash.

Sully: Don't think this match is over, it's only just begun!

[King takes Wildfire and lifts him up, he carries Wildfire and just tosses him into the barbed wire ropes! Wildfire's body bounces against the ropes and they scratch his back even more and a pattern can be visibly seen of a criss-cross of connecting lines with which his blood slowly trickles down. The floor around Wildfire is stained red. The crowd go wild as Sam King drags Wildfire round to where a patch of thumbtacks has been laid out, King smiles and lifts Wildfire slightly and then drops him onto the thumbtacks....they seem to jerk Wildfire back into life and he screams with pain as the tacks petrude into his skin.]

JP: No man deserves that....but for what Wildfire has done to Sam King these past few weeks then this is justified!

Sully: It's sickening...but entertaining!

[Sam King climbs up onto the guardrail, the crowd going wild as "The Dramatist" taunts to them and then signals for a leg drop. Wildfire is laid on his back, his face to the sky....King leaps from the guardrail and somehow Wildfire rolls from the thumbtacks and Sam King leg drops a concrete floor littered with thumbtacks! They stick into his leg and ass, he rolls over trying to escape but they just dig deeper and creep onto his arm and back, he screams with pain as Wildfire lays panting next to the thumbtacks, holding his head.]

JP: Both these men are already down...this is one of the most physically demanding matches I've ever seen.

[Sam King eventually rolls free of the thumbtacks and the fans are trying to keep their hero going as Wildfire makes the first move to get to his feet. Slowly but surely the MWF TV Champion gets to his feet....he looks through hazed eyes towards the body of Sam King, which resembles a human pin cushion.]

Sully: Haha! You know what Sam King looks like JP?

JP: I don't think I want to know!

Sully: A human pin cushion!

[The crowd jeer as Wildfire staggers over to Sam King, Wildfire grabs a nearby steel chair...he slaps the steel chair across the leg of Sam King, causing the thumbtacks to lodge themselves deeper into the leg of King. The crowd are booing even louder as Sam King takes the chair, opens it half way and slides Sam King's head inbetween it, Wildfire gives a nearby camera a sick smile as he stamps on the chair, causing it to try and close over the head of Sam King!]

JP: God! That's just....

[Wildfire takes the mangled chair and throws it into the crowd, he gives the crowd the finger and with his back dripping blood he takes some and throws it over the crowd, they scream and hurl abuse at the MWF TV Champion. Sam King's wound on the side of his head has now worsened and blood is flowing freely down the right side of King's head, some of it creeping towards his face...his ear is covered in blood. "The King" still though attempts to stand, Wildfire helps him up and then rolls him into the ring. Charles Galliant is as white as a sheet as the two men finally get back in the ring...but Wildfire stops and looks under the ring for something.]

Sully: I wonder what Wildfire is coming up with now?

JP: I don't think I am going to want to find out!

[Wildfire slides from under the ring....a table...but not just any table. This table is wrapped in barbed wire, the crowd roar as they see the table and then begin to jeer as they realise it could well be for Sam King, Wildfire throws the table into the ring and then goes about setting it up. King is down on the mat, dripping blood as Wildfire pulls out the folded table legs and slams them into place, he checks the table is stable before turning with an evil grin on his face to Sam King. Wildfire lifts up Sam King and the crowd go wild as Wildfire attempts to put King on the table...but King pushes Wildfire away and instead Wildfire comes charging back and King catches him and the crowd go absolutly crazy as King hits the Spinning DDT! It is a rather tired Spinning DDT but it brings Wildfire crashing down and the ring shakes with impact and the crowd roar even louder. Blood is smeared everywhere as King, fuelled by adrenaline lifts up Wildfire and places him on the table....the barbed wire ripping at his skin and holding him down on the table.]

Sully: Why has he left Wildfire on that table?

JP: Finish it Sam! Just God damn finish this bloody match!

[Sam King slides out of the ring and the former MWF Xtreme Champion is back in home territory as he pulls from underneath the ring....a huge ladder! The ladder is at least twenty feet if not more! Sam King takes the ladder and begins to set it up on the outside, he then stops....he looks under the ring again and he pulls out a small can. He takes the can into the ring and he sprinkles some of it on part of the table...the crowd wonder what the hell it is until King fundles in his pocket and pulls out a match.]

Sully: No! That is lighter fluid!

JP: Wildfire is going to be burnt alive here on Monday Night Dynamite!

[Sam King lights the match and the table flames up....Wildfire is out cold on the table. King gets out of the ring and he begins to climb the ladder looking back to the ring, where the flaming table, with Wildfire captured in barbed wire awaits. The crowd are falling silent as they watch King makes his climb up the ladder...he finally reaches the top and looks down on the ring.]

JP: Oh no....

[The silence is almost deafening, cameras are poised with fingers on shutters as King takes a deep breath. He jumps off the top of the ladder, flipping himself backwards....King seems to fly over the ropes, clearing the ropes by some way....and he comes crashing down onto the tables, cutting through the flames and onto the body of Wildfire. There is a huge crunch as the table breaks and Sam King bounces off the body of Wildfire and flips out from the flames, Wildfire awakes....and a huge scream of pain echo's around the arena. A scream that chills the bone, King crawls away from the carnage and attempts to haul himself up on the ropes, but he slips and falls over, he tries to pick himself up again, using the turnbuckle for help......but he slips again and crashes onto the base of the turnbuckle...his face is a look of shock.]

Sully: My oh my....

[King slipping has caused impact, C4 strapped to the base of the turnbuckle is triggered....the crowd scream as Sam King is blown backwards from the turnbuckle and arms flailing lands with a blackened face on the mat, next to Wildfire. The body of Wildfire has been scorched by the flames, the table has stopped burning thanks to referee Charles Galliant...but what is worse is the barbed wire which has imprinted itself on the body of Wildfire, the wire cutting into the skin has meant the chest and back of Wildfire are now swimming messes of bllod.]

JP: I don't think I can watch anymore, these two men have given everything they can....and now I think it has to be called a draw.

Sully: A draw is a fair result JP!

[Both men are down, and no matter how much the crowd cheer for "The King" he does not respond....Wildfire is awake....but the pain of the barbed wire is stopping him from moving.]

JP: Remember to win this match, you have to be on your feet standing while your opponent is down for tend seconds on the mat!

Sully: Ten whole seconds, not nine and a half, but ten!

[Charles Galliant looks down on both men, waiting for one man to get to his feet. Sam King slowly claws his way onto his knees, his face blackered by the explosion and no doubt a ringing in his ears....Wildfire is slowly coming around. King is now steady on his knees and using his hands he levers himself up...the crowd roaring him on, King makes it to his feet and staggers over to the ropes and holds himself up. Wildfire is still down so Charles Galliant starts the count...1...2...3...Wildfire is now alive, his eyes wide, blood pouring from where the barbed wire is stuck to his flesh...4...5...Wildfire rolls over and pushes himself up to his knees...6...7...8...Wildfire is now near enough to his feet so Charles Galliant stops counting as Sam King his hands covered in blood from clinging to the barbed wire ropes comes running at Wildfire.]

JP: Here we go again!

Sully: Wildfire look out!

[Wildfire manages to duck as King looks for a clothesline...Wildfire spins around and manages to dropkick Sam King. The crowd jeer as King falls to the mat, Wildfire keeps his balance and slides from the ring as Charles Galliant begins to count at the fallen Sam King...1...2...Wildfire on the outside has thrown a lead pipe into the ring, he also grabs the 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire, the crowd scream as he raises it to them...3...4...5...Sam King slowly gets to his feet in the ring...King grabs the lead pipe which Wildfire has thrown into the ring. Wildfire slides into the ring with the 2x4 in his hands.]

JP: Both men have a weapon...who will get the first hit?

[Sam King swings the lead pipe towards Wildfire, but Wildfire manages to move and he brings the 2x4 into the mid section of "The King", the barbed wire rips into the vest of Sam King and rips it clean away, King has dropped the lead pipe and he attempts to grab Wildfire...but Wildfire drags the 2x4 free and swings at the head of Sam King. The crowd roar as King manages to duck the wild swing and King kicks Wildfire in the groin, causing Wildfire to double up. King looks for a DDT on Wildfire, but Wildfire breaks free and takes down Sam King with a dragon screw, King lands on a strip of barbed wire and a shard of the broken table.]

Sully: A wrestling move! Wow!

JP: This isn't a wrestling match Sully, it is just total carnage.

[The MWF TV Champion, his title on the line, is still on his feet and he takes Sam King to his feet...Wildfire grabs the lead pipe and walks over to the turnbuckle...he carefully attaches the lead pipe so it is petruding from the turnbuckle. Sam King is standing, wavering on his feet..near collpase. Wildfire grabs King and irish whips him, the crowd scream as King runs at the turnbuckle and connects with the lead pipe sticking from the turnbuckle, he falls over and lands on the C4. His body is propped on the C4 explosive....Wildfire raises his arms to the crowd as he climbs the adjacent turnbuckle.]

Sully: Where the hell is Wildfire going, he can finish Sam King off right here!

JP: I think he has a plan...

[Wildfire is on top of the turnbuckle adjacent to where Sam King is laying next to the C4 explosive....Wildfire taunts to the crowd and then leaps. He leaps forward and rolls in the air and hits The Crisis on "The King" as Wildfire lands on the back of King and drives King into the C4...there is a huge explosion as the C4 goes off and both King and Wildfire are hurled backwards, referee Charles Galliant is in shock as Sam King flys back onto a barbed wire board, Wildfire recieves less of the blast and is laying face down on the mat.]

Sully: Holy!

JP: Wildfire has effectively commited suicide and murder with one move!

[Wildfire slowly but surely begins to move, while Sam King is out for the count...his face is blackened even more than before and blood is pouring from the side of his head...most of the ring mat is now covered in blood. The crowd are trying to raise Sam King, but it is Wildfire who slowly but surely is getting to his feet, Wildfire is on his feet. Charles Galliant with a relieved look on his face, with the crowd jeering starts the count...1...2...3...4...5...Sam King at the half way stage still shows no sign of movement...6...7...8...9...King is slowly coming around, Wildfire has his arms raised in glory...10!]

Sully: Yes! Yes! Yes!

JP: No, I can't believe it! Thought I'm quite relieved this match is finally over, after all that, Sam King went through hell and comes out with nothing.

Sully: He's denied his record.

Peter Santos: And your winner, and still the MWF TV Champion, Wildfire!

JP: This must be the most hellacious match the MWF will ever see, I don't think we can possibly top this.

Sully: It was crazy, but the right man won in the end, Wildfire put on one hell of a performance...he came back to win after all that.

["Crawling" by Linkin Park hits the PA system and the crowd come alive as Anarkist makes his way onto the MWF entrance way with a mike in his hand. He has a large bruise on his forehead thanks to the move he recieved at the hands of Joe Foale earlier in the night. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp and looks down on the carnage below him. Sam King and Wildfire are having medical attention, both men unable to stand after the efforts of the match, blood is dripping from the ring while barbed wire is stained red.]

JP: Good to see Anarkist out here, no doubt looking over the future competition.

Sully: I wish he'd just go away!

JP: He has every right to be looking out for who could stand in his way of the now vacated MWF World Title.

Sully: I have a feeling he's going to take advantage of their weakened state.

[Anarkist waits for the crowd to quieten, and speaks.]

Anarkist: Looks like we just witnessed a match that will go down in the history books...two brave men have put their bodies on the line, and I hope you all appreciate that!

[The crowd roar in response to Anarkist's suggestion, the crowd roaring the name of Sam King above all else...but quite a few fans are cheering Wildfire.]

Anarkist: I'm out here to look upon the two men I believe to be among those who can threaten by latest chance to become the MWF World Champion. The last two attempts I have been thwarted, but now I feel it is my time so I wanted to come out here and look at these two men...two men who I think are the future of the MWF along with myself. But there is a problem...

JP: There is?

Anarkist: Scared....these men are just scared to try and take the step up and take on the beast that I am. They know that I am not someone to be messed with, ever since I returned to the MWF then there has been no one to match me, Joe Foale, pipsqueek, forget about him. Sam King, now you are a man who knows how to wrestle...and to get Xtreme with the best of them. You've held the MWF Xtreme Title and the MWF Tag Team Championship, and I wonder, has it ever crossed your mind...has it ever crossed your mind to take that leap?

Sully: The only leap Sam King is going to take is down to the Temp Roster!

JP: Shut up Sully....and just listen to what Anarkist has to say!

Anarkist: The leap that could turn you from a wrestler, into a superstar. You could leave it all behind, all this hassle....and become a superstar. The fans cheer you now, imagie, just imagine if you were ontop of the MWF Pay-Per-View card, imagine feeling what I felt at MWF: Comeback when I stepped into the ring with the chance to win the biggest prize that this company has to offer and a title that means so much to so many. Now it is available, I know that I am going to claim it...but Sam I need and want a challenge, Sam you've lost this match....but everything's not lost, it's simply a chance to begin again, on a new level!

[Linkin Park's "Crawling" hits again and the crowd roar as Anarkist makes his way off backstage, leaving the carnage in the ring, the medics are loading Wildfire onto a stretcher, Sam King is coughing up blood by the bucket load.]

JP: It's been a momentous night here in the MWF, and Anarkist has just added to it by telling Sam King to take the step up to his level!

Sully: If anyone deserves to take a step up then it is the winner of this match Wildfire.

JP: Wildfire is the future, but I think Sam King has proved he is the present.

Sully: He's proved nothing!

JP: It's not always the winning that counts, who knows what the future might hold.

Sully: Well currently it holds us going off air, so goodnight everyone.

JP: Yes goodnight everyone, we hope you'll join us next time and perhaps we'll see a bit more development on who will become the MWF World Champion.

Sully: Or maybe we'll find out what is going to go down at the MWF's May Pay-Per-View...

JP: Or what it is called? Goodnight!